Newgrange

There is a place on the east Mysterious ring, a magical ring of stones The druids lived there once they said Forgotten is the race that no one knows Rum de rum 'rud a derimo Rum de rum 'rud a derimo Rum de rum 'rud a derimo Rum de rum 'rud a derimo The circled tomb of a different age Secret lines carved on ancient stones Heroic kings laid down to rest But forgotten is the race that no one knows Rum de rum 'rud a derimo Rum de rum 'rud a derimo Rum de rum 'rud a derimo Rum de rum 'rud a derimo Wait for the sun on a winter's day And a beam of light shines across the floor Mysterious ring, a magical ring But forgotten is the race that no one knows Rum de rum 'rud a derimo Rum de rum 'rud a derimo Rum de rum 'rud a derimo Rum de rum 'rud a derimo